third man girl
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This is written by Bryan, about his leader and mentor (a charismatic, but flawed character, as most great leaders surely have been.)
The Leader
You say his strength is his body
While I say his power is his mind.
You feel he casts you in shadow
While I feel I stand in his light.
You think he’s talking in riddles
While I know he makes perfect sense.
You wonder why his eyes are so dark
While I see them ebony bright.
You see the claws of a tiger
While I see the grace of a cat.
You feel the jab of his knuckles
While I touch the ridge of his scars.
You think his passion is fury
While I sense he’s crazy with lust.
You hear him howl at the moon
But I know he talks to the stars.
~ Bryan ~
Third Man Girl
The Leader
You say his strength is his body
While I say his power is his mind.
You feel he casts you in shadow
While I feel I stand in his light.
You think he’s talking in riddles
While I know he makes perfect sense.
You wonder why his eyes are so dark
While I see them ebony bright.
You see the claws of a tiger
While I see the grace of a cat.
You feel the jab of his knuckles
While I touch the ridge of his scars.
You think his passion is fury
While I sense he’s crazy with lust.
You hear him howl at the moon
But I know he talks to the stars.
~ Bryan ~
Third Man Girl